Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Teacher Cao was fiddling with the bottle in his hand, as if he hadn't noticed these two people at all.

Seeing the two people just slipping to the last seat and sitting down, someone said unwillingly, "Teacher, someone..."

"Huh?" Teacher Cao put down the bottle in his hand, and glanced at the student with bleary eyes.The student who originally wanted to speak, but what he wanted to say, was swallowed by himself.

"No, no..." He lowered his head dumbly, not daring to meet Teacher Cao's eyes.

"Then, it's up to you to answer the following questions. If you don't answer correctly..." Teacher Cao glanced at those who didn't attend the class at all, and his voice suddenly became cold, "If you don't answer correctly, let me clean the toilets of the teachers. You Give me answers one by one, and if you don’t answer correctly, let me scan them.” [

Seeing Teacher Cao suddenly get angry, the old students were silent, while the freshmen were not convinced, "Why do you let us clean the toilet? We came to the First Academy to learn martial arts. Who likes to take your bad class."

"bang bang bang

boom boom boom

Crackling! "

In less than three seconds, Teacher Cao returned to the podium, as if nothing had happened.As for the freshman who originally spoke?A group of old students wiped tears of sympathy. He had been hung on the cross by Teacher Cao and exhibited to everyone. There was no scar on his body, but he looked half dead.

"Does anyone have any opinions? I'm very democratic. If you have any opinions, please tell me!" Teacher Cao clapped his hands and looked at the people below.

"No!" The freshmen and old students said in unison. If the students of the First Academy are difficult to deal with, then the teachers are all rude.Because they all graduated from the First Academy.Otherwise, how could we deal with these arrogant geniuses?Moreover, I think they were tortured to death by their own teachers back then.Finally, there is someone who is tortured by them, so...

Lang Shaobai hid behind, looked at this violent old man, and wiped his cold sweat.No wonder the people who came out of the First Academy are all top talents in all aspects, and they grew up under this kind of abuse, can they not be amazing?At the very least, the ability to resist blows is very strong.Under such high pressure, if you can't learn it, you will be beaten, and if you can't remember it, you will be surprised.So, so brutal.

Hua Qianyu squeezed the little rock that interrupted him before, and thought deeply.Someone can interrupt him, who is it?Will it be this teacher?

"You, answer! How many kinds of plants are there in my bottle?" Teacher Cao pointed to the first person who wanted to complain.

"This..." The student who complained wanted to ask for help, but no one dared to tell him, and the most important thing was that he didn't know.Inside that big bottle was a big green mass, and I couldn't see what it was at all. Finally, I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes, and replied, "Ten kinds!"

"Go out to clean the toilet for a month, and come to me for class at night." Teacher Cao waved his hand, the students trembled, and walked out amidst many sympathetic eyes.

"You, how many kinds are there?"

"Fifteen kinds!"

"Go out to clean the toilet for a month, and come to me for classes at night."

"Tell me."

"Eight kinds..."

"Go out and clean the toilet..."

In such a short time, thirteen new and old students were fined to clean the toilet, and one was ranked No.18.It's strange for them to know this kind of unorthodox thing.Even the top ten may not know this. [

This is obviously making things difficult for them.The usual exams are not so difficult.It seems that Teacher Cao is angry.That damn Yue Qingfeng didn't come by himself.They were tortured by Mr. Cao.As an old student, I hate it so much.

"Dong Dong!" Under the high pressure of Teacher Cao, there was a knock on the door suddenly, finally breaking the relatively depressed atmosphere.

"Come in." Teacher Cao glanced at the door.

"Teacher, I'm late!" The door opened, and there was a boy dressed in white at the door, holding a small black cat in his arms, with a gentle and polite attitude.